Lil Bibby - Lonzo Lyrics

12 Hunna on the beat

DJ Flip, make the money flip

I just wanna ball like I'm Lonzo
My accountant tried to tell me pay a car note
F*ck that bitch, I'ma cash out
12 Hunna on the beat, I'm 'bout to spaz out
Like twelve hundred on my feet, what's that Margiela?
Jumping out the foreign that's a sharp fella
All these bitches going, I ain't got to tell 'em
Put them P's right on the jet, I ain't got to mail 'em
I be throwing up my set, put my block first
I ain't thinking 'bout no bitch, I put my guap first
Shawty say she want some dick, I need the top first
It's gon' cost 'bout half a brick, you want a hot verse

I was just an alley kid, flipping on them mattresses
Now I f*ck the baddest hoes, 'cause they know I'm havin' it
Been havin' swag when a young nigga was average
I just f*ck her once and to my brother I be passing her
Damn, why your niggas broke, it look like they fasting
Damn, all my niggas lit, steady checking bags in
Used to tote a six shot trey five seven Magnum
Now I tote a fifty, run up on me I'ma bag 'em
And I keep it on me, niggas know me, you can ask 'em
And I'm out in Cali so you know it's going on, ayy
Need a hundred pack, and I only f*ck with strongs, ayy
If that boy a brewfurd, I can't put him on my song, ayy

I just wanna ball like I'm Lonzo
My accountant tried to tell me pay a car note
F*ck that bitch, I'ma cash out
1200 on the beat, I'm 'bout to spaz out
Like 1200 on my feet, what's that Margiela?
Jumping out the foreign that's a sharp fella
All these bitches going, I ain't got to tell 'em
Put them P's right on the jet, I ain't got to mail 'em
I be throwing up my set, put my block first
I ain't thinking 'bout no bitch, I put my guap first
Shawty say she want some dick, I need the top first
It's gon' cost 'bout half a brick, you want a hot verse (ayy, look)